Correction Lyrics Going Through It. by Avantdale Bowling Club

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Many people have smoked marijuana
Many have seen marijuana
What are the facts? he asks
Easily and with friendly formality the officer speaks to Tom
Pot smoking, quite apart from being illegal, is a problem
The psychological dependency generated by pot is probably its greatest danger
Plus the fact that so many young smokers who can't cope with the everyday problems of growing up
Seem to ersatz maturity through it
Kids who get high repeatedly don't want to come down

Yeah I've been going through it
No one knew it, but I've been growing through it
Dark day, big bag and I've been going through it
Light it up, write it down, might as well, f**k it
Flip the cell on its face, face myself, f**k it
Good herb that I stay crumblin up
To unearth what I've been covering up
Spring clean truth I sweep under the rug
My jade burned to dust, my brain turned to mush

Take a breath, take a sec to reflect
Let it take effect, relax and let the tape eject
Take a raincheck from the stress I've been going through
Look up, pick a book up, that's been overdue a year ago
Then kick back turn on the stereo
Someone talking sh*t about pot smoking ah here we go
Never wanna kill your buzz no matter no where you go
Are you addicted? No, I love Mary though
But that don't mean I'm a fiend for the green
Just get high sometime for relief
I medicate, meditate to the beat
Levitate, let the brain off the leash
But I don't smoke everyday, just every second day
Wednesday's a special day, that was yesterday
But you know what they say man, better days never stay, yeah
Might as well get away
Let them hate, I'm Rick James I love Mary Jane
Lemon Haze, AK, f**kin' every strain
What were we talking about?
Where was I?
Uh I think you were
Ah damn sorry

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Yeah I've been going through it
No one knew it, but I've been growing through it
Rent due, baby due, f**k it overdo it
Overdid it, overdone it, always blunted
What you want, run from it or confront it?
Hit the summit, then plummet, hit the cupboard
Then I hit the blunt like it was the self-destruct b***on
Just to block it out, knock it out then pop it out
File it with all the sh*t that i forgot about
Light it up, jot it down, f**k it, what the hell?
Might as well, what's an ounce when you got a pound?
I smoke just to get away from myself
I smoke 'cause I can't afford no proper help
Me and my lady been going through it like it was my phone
She found some skeleton bones and she left me alone
So I hit my bro up just to go get blown off some homegrown
He pulled a cone, I hit the zone
And then I clicked and walked home
Told her I did it, f**k it I did it
But I hid it 'cause I didn't have the balls to admit it
Never considered the fact that the cap fitted
So I figured it'd be too big for her to forgive it
But she did it, and now we're tryna live with it
And there really ain't no other way that we can circ*mvent it
Gotta go through it

Talkin' to the homie that I knew well all my life
Ask him where we going to and if we living right
Told him I been going through it I need some advice
I said, 'what I do?' He said, 'your best', I said 'ok, alright'
I been going through it

This ain't no 'poor little mermaid falls in love with a prince' sh*t
It's just simple friendship, codependent chimp sh*t
I pick the fleas out of your fur and in return
You pick mine and with time if this sh*t fades it's fine, like light
Life tends to be, but we could pretend that we were meant to be
If you want, that makes equal sense to me
When it's all senseless, let's pretend it's just endless
And dream of parallel dimensions and picket fences
Maybe this idea of love is one of our best defenses
Against this relentless flow of time pushing against us
A parable to make the terrible more bearable
While we're staring at this mushroom cloud proud and hysterical
This love is summer like a plane that never crash
It is rash, this the last episode of M*A*S*H
I'm attached, train coming and I'm strapped to the tracks
Write these tracks to distract from actual facts
This love's like, living on an active volcano
And everyone is there, but what do they know?
Ask Plato, ask [?], nothing over the rainbow just rain bro
F**k around and get your heart ripped out like Kano
This love's like a Shakespearean delirium
A failed fairytale theory written by barbarians
A story of a fawn fallen in love with a scorpion
A long walk along the beach to the crematorium
Sitting on this rock, spinning 'round this burning ball
Worthless with no purpose but somehow worth it all
Your every curve, design like the earth's curvature
Standing helpless at the mercy of Murphy and Herbie's law
Thirty-four years old still feel like I'm learning more
Far from perfect but I might just be who you're perfect for
And I've been singing the same song that we all heard before
Set a realistic goal that we could work towards
I've been going through it

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